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dysmorphia
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I nearly nuked my social life last night. I’ve been frauding my frame with shoulder pads lately, but I learned the hard way that substance use and frauding don't mix well.
I was at a girl's house, completely faded on a mix of alcohol, weed and lyrica. I was so out of it that I didn't realize one of my pads had slipped out of my shirt onto the couch. Her dog found it and brought it straight to her mother in the middle of the room.
The mother was holding my shoulder pad with two fingers, looking a bit disgusted, and asked the room what it was. My SMV was seconds away from hitting zero. I had to think fast. I stood up, took the pad, sniffed it, and made a face of pure revulsion like it was some piece of trash the dog found outside.
Luckily, my boy (who knows I fraud) saved me. He took it and put it on his boob, we just laught it off and then he gave it to me back without anyone noticing.
Cant happend again

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I was at a girl's house, completely faded on a mix of alcohol, weed and lyrica. I was so out of it that I didn't realize one of my pads had slipped out of my shirt onto the couch. Her dog found it and brought it straight to her mother in the middle of the room.
The mother was holding my shoulder pad with two fingers, looking a bit disgusted, and asked the room what it was. My SMV was seconds away from hitting zero. I had to think fast. I stood up, took the pad, sniffed it, and made a face of pure revulsion like it was some piece of trash the dog found outside.
Luckily, my boy (who knows I fraud) saved me. He took it and put it on his boob, we just laught it off and then he gave it to me back without anyone noticing.
Cant happend again
